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Eating entrees at the table, we just getting started

Dine em up

Cut the check up
Cash it like a teller 
Push it to my brother, he got ringers in

me, I can’t be touched
Hint’s Janet Jackson they miss me much
I told y'all we about to give it to ya baby
We not done yet
I gotta introduce y'all

Jack I feel like walking on the moon
Free all the bros and I bet they coming soon
Finna hit Cali we'll make it by noon
We ain't pack no bags but it's

Who cares
My name carries weight
Give me a second
Nah fuck it baby I'll wait...
Wait for phase 2 right before release date...
You see this king of this

run into a gummy
Man, I'm gunning and I'm stunning til I thug it wit Doug
Yeah, I know I punt and I grunt til I get a Thunderwave check
And so I hunt

flex
Take it lightly, use your baby steps, gotta pay your debts, 'fore you make a check
Commas coming in, it's a run on sentence, I need more zeroes than

""hell yea"" (hell yea)
If you believe in having sex say ""hell fuck yea"" (yes sir)

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Shawty throw me that ass, hold up let me see it

no Hollis left in the morning, Queens, sucka MCs like DMC RUN when I squeeze, metaphor, when my vinyl hit the knee.....dle, and with Passion of Christ,

Any Man in America

Blue October

Any Man in America

for me
One single middle finger
Say raise it up
My speech will always be free
Like Martin Luther King
You had meaning to me

Single handedly

Reckless by myself these niggas move in stealth with steady teams
I be having deadly dreams with bitches that look heavenly
Confetti colored belly rings we

different, leading the pack so come and get me
Taking baby steps, paced on a day to day basic
My characteristics be stacking and acing
A king always needs his

All the Same

Bubba Sparxxx

Dark Days, Bright Nights

2001

by Ms. Dot 'partment
Ay, ay Bubba Sparxx shoot we down to the spot
Them young G's up on that corner, done made the porch hot
Them folk say they

And I'll be takin' it slow, never missin' a spot
Yes, caressing your back we're chest to chest she's kissing on my
freckles.
I nibbled around your ears

Baby, I need some space
Move and get away from me
Maybe I stopped to care
Baby, I’m not the same

Maybe some other day
Saying from my chest, but you

motherfucking pass the weed
Hypnotized by this feeling oh baby yes indeed
I could show you your destiny
Most definitely
I stress relive
With dabs or weed
Whats

Don't go for a hoe your bros are realer (Real ass nigga)
Niggas be hating it's weird
I make them dream
Yes I'm what they fear
Smoke by myself yeah fuck my

Ain't nobody coming to feed you baby
Are you hungry?
Got wars on the Northside shots go
Never was reppin just poor
Broke down apartment 1 floor
No

Climbing up the charts up to the top right now

And we up now baby what a feeling
Chandelier and it's dripping from the ceiling
What a view at the top floor

Fighting over different beliefs, yes we different but we all the same
I ain't gonna change, dying in protest is just taking the fucking cake
A difference is

One of the realest that did it Barely get any credit, But I'm humble
I stayed authentic, I spit it' and didn't mumble
I used to run plays in the trap

this game called war
So bring on your fours when you step up to the king
Step up to the ring
When we step up to the plate, at bat, let's check the stats

Corizo by the name
I speak the fact and the truth
My cassava is a fruit
My lyrics be like gun mess with it
It will shoot
Life is a bitch
Fuck it once

day in the Christmas village, baby

Who's living in the South Pole
With their hat on and their mouth full
Hey, is it Santa upside down
Is it that king

a check, now I'm going shoppin'
Yea these diamonds need to bling
Shawty like the way I sing
Treat me like a king, we do anything
Said she fuck with me 'cause